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Harmony, Respect, Purity, Silence
We were sitting at the venerable Okunoin Temple on a sultry summer night. The centuries-old cedars protected our silence, the incense of epochs enveloped us. Moonlight comforted me, and the chirping of the crickets reminded me to stay in the here and now.
My Love Has the Colour of the Night is probably the most Japanese fragrance I know. It always reminds me of that profound endless moment.
The opening is herbaceous-spicy, before Guaiac and Patchouli merge into a smoky note that carries a hint of amber and leather.
A scent far from the mainstream, yet wearable and elegant.
My Love Has the Colour of the Night is probably the most Japanese fragrance I know. It always reminds me of that profound endless moment.
The opening is herbaceous-spicy, before Guaiac and Patchouli merge into a smoky note that carries a hint of amber and leather.
A scent far from the mainstream, yet wearable and elegant.
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(oh come on... just this one more... ML:-)
There are forces at work there.
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